After this almost 2 years alone, dealing with a laundry list of experiences with myself, trying to take care of myself, I've decided I'm "high maintenance".

Oh, not in the usual ways. I've never cared a lot about the girly stuff - and still haven't scheduled a massage to use the gift card I got for Christmas. I'm cutting my own bangs and letting the white flag grow out and flow again. LOL. I still dress nicer when I go to town, and comfy at home while I'm working, but I'm not a slob. I'm not overly fussy about things - MOST of the time. I have my OCD moments.
I'm talking about things like: I want to get something done - a chore or project. Well, there's a whole list of things I have to do FIRST, before I'm "ready" to do it.** And sometimes in that process I get distracted and the stalling tactic now puts me into the middle of the day - and I don't want to go start something then. Seems there are all these "conditions" that have to be friggin' perfect before I can just get on with it. Or there will be a really strong "I don't WANT to do that". Not because there's something else I want to do more... just don't want to do THAT.
I'm getting stuck in negotiations with myself over things like this. Debates about the best way to go about it. And I'm not able to overcome the resistance with a "just get it done" intent.
Or there's the old sabotage reflex - like trying to eat differently and shift the balance of my calories from carbs to fats and good veggies. I've had to lay down the law, starting in the grocery store about even buying that bag of potato chips that I absolutely want - and use the excuse that I need the salt. LOL.
I'm a handful to deal with!
And now that I'm starting to be aware of being lonely on top of that, I realize no one else wants to deal with this crap either. I would really like to find a guy again. The feedback I'm getting from friends is that I might be too independent now, to make space for someone else's wants/needs or agendas or even "how to do things".
So anyway, I need to talk this through - out loud. It hasn't been working to just think about it on my own. Y'all feel free to chime in with whatever occurs to you - your own experiences too. I know you well enough to trust your honesty is delivered with the best intentions. (Maybe that will be plenty to cure my current "lonely hearts club" moment.)
It feels really neurotic and it seems inconceivable to me, that with the level of absolute freedom I'm surrounded with and lack of many real "obligations" to others that I'm running through this kind self-torture maze. It's almost as if I'm sending myself the message that I don't matter enough -- to engage in this work or project for myself to enjoy afterward. How ABSURD.
And that's why I've decided I'm high maintenance. I need to figure this crap out and move past it. I ain't getting any younger.
** Just realized, that I used to do this same "stalling" thing before "allowing myself" to do any artwork too. It was so bad, that I never even got started on things... because there were so many OTHER things I thought just HAD TO BE DONE first. Ironing, dishes, vacumning - dusting.